The stupid little girl it's bad again, she'll be alright by tomorrow morning, it doesn't even fucking matter.
It's not that big deal, it's all made up, she doesn't need help.
It's not like she won't fucking wake up wake up one day you little fuckers.
Say goodbye to sunshine,
sunshine.
She's isn't even worth it, fuck her, she's fucking strong. We shouldn't care about her, or her mental illness, DOESN'T FUCKING MATTER.
Sometimes I wonder, if a was nothing, just like them, would they care about me?
Or would they still treating me like now?
Would they be sorry because I'm fucking nothing?
They should be fucking sorry already, I'm broken, and I get broke every fucking time again and again.
Why aren't they sorry?
ESTÁS LEYENDO
ilomilo.
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